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THANH
NHUNG
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SOFTLY
Passion
Like a dropping tear, burns hot
Falling into emptiness.
The heart, yet, murmurs its longing.
I pray for
kisses of butterfly lightness
The gaze the purity of crystal dew
My heart a cloud reflected in deep water.
Fragmented, when comes a rush of wind.
I drink words on
lips lightly touching
Receive love from eyes of gentle forgiveness
My heart trembling softly.
Freed, from infinite loneliness.
(Kuala Lumpur, February 1975)
LOSS
By tormenting
footsteps
Days followed days
Through my soul of dead leaves
Through my soul blanketed in mist.
When mid-life by
gray hair was marked
Regrets came flooding
Sad melody repentance sang
Of the springs forever gone.
Exotic foreign
places enraptured the mind
Dressed in glowing academic garb
All bewildered, my poetic soul
Took refuge in the subconscious.
The dry
ink-crusted pen
Mirrors feelings in sleep
Yearning for motherland's flowers and grass
Fragrance of poetry.
In this life is
reincarnated
Myself a migratory bird
Traversing the immense ocean
The way back unmapped.
Far far away fading sunlight
Deepens emptiness of the heart.
Melancholy drips silence
In longing head bows.
Vancouver, 1981
THANH
NHUNG
· THE WRITERS
POST (ISSN: 1527-5467),
the magazine of Literature & Literature-in-translation.
VOLUME
6 ISSUE 2 JULY
2004
Editorial
note:
All works published in this issue are simultaneously published in the printed
Wordbridge magazine double issue 3 &4 Winter
2003 & Spring 2004. (ISSN: 1540-1723).
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